Nessa remembered that on the earth, many rich or cultural celebrities opened private museums, antiques, rosewood, fame and fortune.

It would be a pity if the old house was left vacant like this.

Ye Zhan laughed in her heart, Nessa didn't know the true value of this old mansion. Once it is made public, the wealth below that is enough for the enemy country will not be spied on. "I'm going to have to get my father and aunt's opinion, and if they want to come back, there's got to be somewhere."

Nessa took his arm and leaned on his shoulder, "I, since it is a private museum, you can set the opening hours, the number of people admitted per day, and of course, you have to charge tickets." I know you don't care about that money, but it's to protect the old house. In this way, your family can come back and more people will have the opportunity to walk into history and culture. This old mansion is a cultural treasure. I bet the whole Federation will be grateful to you then. Your business can go all over the world! ”

Ye Zhan listened very happily, the person he loved had a heart of great love, and a heart that loved him deeply. He teased her: "You are the mistress of this house, and you are willing to show it to others." ”

Nessa smiled, "I have nothing to be reluctant to, and besides, I can still charge tickets." You made me the curator, and I was happier than being the hostess. ”

Ye Zhan: "...... Your suggestion is great, but we need to think about the timing. Isn't my grandfather going to run for election? We're going to have a lot of chips in hand. ”

This is a very popular move, Ye Zhan wants to leave it to the voters and help his grandfather pull votes.

It's good that she thinks about him, and he plans for her.

"Rest early today, and go see your aunt tomorrow."

Ye Zhan looked at the time, okay, it's already past one o'clock in the morning, they watched the wind and snow, chatted about the old house, and a better tomorrow, it took so long.

When she stood up, Nessa was a little numb in her legs, and Ye Zhan simply squatted down, "I'll carry you." ”

Nessa's face was so hot, even though they had long since crossed that level of relationship, his every move would still touch her heart. She lay on his back.

"Am I heavy?"

"You, you can be a lotus in the palm, how can it be heavy? Carry your daughter-in-law home and sleep. ”

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On the second day, Ye Zhan and Nessa went to the hospital.

When I got to the door, I saw Wen Bin feeding porridge to Ye Tingman. Wen Bin's eyes were dark, and he wanted to stay up hard last night. He didn't realize it. The meticulous feeding of the porridge, the careful blowing, spoonful after spoonful, the time is the same, and the simple process gives him an artistic beauty.

Ye Tingman lost his edge, lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, like a demure little woman.

There was a knock on the door, and two men walked in.

When Wen Bin saw them coming, he put down the porridge, pressed his hand on the wheelchair, and whispered, "You guys, I'll go out for a while." ”

Ye Tingman immediately turned cloudy, and he glared at Ye Zhan with great strength.

Ye Zhan smiled and stopped Wen Bin's wheelchair, "Mr. Wen, don't worry, let's talk about family life." ”

Nessa walked over to the table and placed the flowers in a vase.

These two people have usually seen Wen Bin, but at this time they were in the same room, and they were a little uncomfortable, he rubbed his hands and said, "The doctor said that there is no big problem, just need to rest for a while." ”

Ye Tingman folded his hands on the white quilt, raised his head suddenly, and distinguished with a little grievance: "I suspect that this doctor has empathy disorder, he can't understand my pain at all." I was terrible, but he said I was good. Not only do I have to recuperate, but I also need to take good care of it. ”

This voice can be regarded as full of anger.

Ye Zhan looked back and forth between Ye Tingman and Wen Bin, and it was really interesting to see his domineering aunt coquettish: "I think Mr. Wen takes care of him very well, even if he is the best housekeeper, he is not as good as him." ”

Wen Bin, who was praised, always felt that there was something in his words, and his face was hot in embarrassment.

Ye Tingman lowered his head and picked his nails, as if he realized that he had just lost his temper, and his voice was several times lower than the decibels, "He's a busy man, isn't he going to fly to Wangchao City to attend the meeting, a grand ceremony in the literary world!" How can I have time to take care of me? ”

Ye Zhan: "...... aunt, you know Mr. Wen's itinerary well.

Nessa sat down next to Ye Zhan and answered: "There is such a grand ceremony, and I will go too." ”

"If you don't have a careful and considerate one, I'm afraid I won't be better." Ye Tingman said and went to support his forehead again, making him dizzy, so sad!

The appearance of this drama being possessed by the spirit is really rare.

Wen Bin coughed, "I said hello to the organizing committee yesterday, and I won't go." ”

Ye Tingman suddenly raised his head and looked at Wen Bin, his eyes were bright, "Really, why don't you go?" ”

Ask while knowing the answer.

Wen Bin didn't dare to look at her eagerness, but just explained seriously: "You have suffered such a serious injury for me, I will take care of you until you recover, and I will let the people below go to that award ceremony."

Ye Tingman let out an "oh", "If I hadn't been injured for you, you probably wouldn't care if I lived or died, right?" After I'm better, you don't care about me, then I'll still be sick. ”

Wen Bin let out a low "um", and felt that it was inappropriate, so he changed his words, "I always hope that you are safe and healthy." ”

If the person you care about is not around, what's the point of wanting peace and health?